The Founder of the Great Financial Family

Chapter 37 (2)

Joshua suddenly had a question.

"But Andrew, do you really think heaven and hell exist?"

"Idiot! Of course, they do."

"They do? Have you been there?"

"No, I haven't been there."

"Andrew, why are you so sure they exist if you haven't been there? There's a chance they don't exist."

"Well... Anyway, they do exist! Otherwise, everyone would be lying, right? That can't be true."

"I guess so...."

"Heaven and hell must exist. If we do bad things, we'll definitely go to hell, and if we do good things and help the church, we'll definitely go to heaven. That's the truth."

"Really?"

"So you should do good things too."

"But we've already done bad things."

"...."

Andrew couldn't refute Joshua's words and looked sullen for a moment.

"That's... true."

"Andrew, we've done a lot of bad things. We lied to the mercenaries and bought expensive ingredients to run errands. And we split the remaining ingredients between the market vendors and ourselves."

"I guess so...."

"Does that mean we're going to hell?"

Unable to answer immediately, Andrew soon denied the reality.

"No. We're definitely not going to hell."

"But Andrew, you said that if we do bad things, we'll go to hell."

"If you look at it that way, the vendors at the market also did bad things with us, right? But they're not all going to hell together."

"Then what will happen to us?"

Andrew didn't like that the conversation was getting too complicated.

At this moment, he had only one thought.

"As Rockefeller hyung said, we just have to do good for the church. Then the priests there will pray for us every day, even if we do something wrong."

"Then can we go to heaven?"

"Of course! We'll definitely earn a lot of money and go to heaven. We just have to be really good to the priests at the church. They'll definitely pray for us."

At those words, Joshua also brightened up.

"Right? In the end, as long as we have money, we can go to heaven, right?"

"Rockefeller hyung said so! We just have to earn a lot of money."

"I think so too! So let's earn a lot of money. Let's earn a lot and make generous donations!"

"Okay! Let's do that."

In the end, the two brothers concluded that they should earn enough money not to go to hell.

So, one question arises here.

How can they earn enough money not to go to hell?

"Andrew, can we become rich by earning a few shillings a day? Isn't this a bit lacking?"

"Of course...."

Although they were earning more money than their peers every day, it was nothing compared to the money their older brother brought in.

"It's not enough. So we need to find more work."

"But Rockefeller said that we couldn't make much money by working."

"Hey, this is a business. There are different types of making money, and Rockefeller hyung said that our way of making money is a small business. We're not working under anyone."

"That's true."

"Big money comes from business or sitting back and earning it."

"I know that! I always keep that in mind."

Before they knew it, the two brothers had bought a donkey cart and were running a large errand business in the mercenary camp.

"And we already have a donkey cart! This is quite good, isn't it?"

"It's still a bit disappointing to make money. We got this thanks to Rockefeller hyung's help."

"That's true...."

"Andrew, is there a way to make more money than what we're doing now?"

"Making more money than now?"

"Yes!"

"Well... Maybe if we look for it, there might be?"

On their way back to the village.

While talking to Andrew, Joshua happened to see the Lord's daughter, their peer, riding a white horse across the field.

"Hey, Andrew! Look, it's Miss Stella!"

Unlike Joshua, who was excitedly shouting, Andrew became quieter than usual when he saw the Lord's daughter.

There weren't many girls their age in the small village, and the Lord's daughter was especially beautiful among them.

"Miss Stella is riding a horse. Isn't a white horse really expensive? I heard that white horses are incredibly pricey."

At that, Andrew's expression slightly darkened as he muttered to himself.

"Rockefeller hyung lent a lot of money to the Lord last time. Maybe he bought her one with that money."

"Andrew, should we go over there and talk to Miss Stella? She's always been nice to us, unlike the Lord."

Then, Andrew, with a slightly reddened face, scolded Joshua.

"Don't do it! Just leave her alone. Why do you have to go talk to her?"

"Why not? We rarely see her, so we should go say hi this time. She's the Lord's daughter, after all. It wouldn't hurt for us to look good, right?"

"Don't do it. Just go. It's embarrassing."

"Embarrassing? What is?"

"Ah, just don't ask."

"Andrew, what's wrong?"

While the two brothers were bickering.

Stella, who was riding her newly received white horse, happened to see the donkey cart returning from the mercenary camp.

If it had been any other cart, she would have ignored it and passed by, but the two people on the cart looked familiar, so she turned her horse's head and rode over to them.

"Hello? Long time no see, both of you."

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